One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1778 | 2022-05-11 06:47:25 | 74.78 | 98% |
| 1226 | 2021-07-25 12:55:11 | 71.24 | 99% |